Chapter 1143: The Immortal Magic Abnormality of the Guishan Tie Family
When the Nine Great Immortal Sects were initially establishing a foothold in the Horned Demon Emperor Clan's Horned Nether Territory, bad news came that monks from the upper world were about to arrive and devour this small world.
If the information about True Lord Love is correct.
The True Monarch of Great Love left.
He had no more information and seemed to have no intention of participating in these matters, so he took the best magic pill and left.
No one stopped him.
If the so-called divination turns out to be nothing more than a joke, then he will pay the price, just as he promised himself.
"Damn, my order has only enveloped this world for nearly a thousand years..."
Jiang Ding said with a headache.
A small world is very important to him.
This is a continuous income of more than 60 billion low-grade spiritual stones every year. There are also many old true kings from his Yuan Cong, as well as hundreds of millions of living beings. Many plans are about to be launched, including scientific research outsourcing plans and Void-level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures cultivation plans. .
This small thousand world can theoretically produce a sixth-level treasure of heaven and earth within a few hundred to a thousand years, just like the small world of magic stone and small world of magic vines in the Flame Stone Star Territory. It is to cultivate related The industrial cluster of natural materials and earthly treasures, such as the magic vine fruit that spreads all over the world.
During these thousand years, a lot of manpower and material resources must be invested every moment to gather the power of the entire Xiaoqian World, and finally the sixth-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures will be born, which is the inheritance of the Immortal Sect.
Jiang Ding has been investigating this matter recently and has already made preliminary plans.
Now, it was interrupted.
This is a small world!
Not to mention that he is still a Nascent Soul, even if he is in the realm of divine transformation, or even if he is promoted to the realm of refining, the value of a small thousand world is crucial.
Don't you see, the overlord forces in the realm such as the Qingmu Immortal Sect, and there are powerful void refining powers in the sect that are comparable to the ancient emperors. This will cause friction, war, and even a battle of powerful powers for the ownership of a small thousand world.
There are reasons for this.
In addition to benefits, there are many friends in Xiaoqian World and hundreds of millions of sentient beings. Jiang Ding also hopes that they will live well and is unwilling to give up easily.
"Alas."
"Look at the limelight."
Jiang Ding sighed: "You can't run away as soon as you hear the name of a monk from the upper world. This will harm your Taoist heart. No matter how you say it, you must make sure that it is indeed a powerful enemy that cannot be defeated."
"Then run away?"
Yes, he planned to run away if there was someone he couldn't defeat.
There's nothing we can do about it.
No matter how much emotion you have, no matter how much reluctance you feel, you have to give up temporarily in the face of survival. If you continue to resist, you will definitely die.
After all, he is just a Nascent Soul cultivator and cannot do whatever he wants.
……
The news of the imminent arrival of monks from the upper world did not spread.
The Tushan Atrium is still calm. The monks are performing their duties. They are cultivating elixirs, practicing qi, drawing talismans, and performing agricultural spells and breeding spells... It is driving the development of the world's productivity. The Tushan Atrium is centrally planned to ensure the sustainable development of the world's immortal ecosystem.
The whole world is slowly getting better.
The cultivation environment of monks has improved. They don't have to worry about ubiquitous murders and can develop with peace of mind. Mortals have always been in the prosperous age of feudal society and receive universal compulsory education for warriors. There are no wars that destroy the country. Compared with their ancestors thousands of years ago, their lives are better. Countless times.
"My arrival has brought a lot of beauty to this world..."
Jiang Ding rarely walked out of the Tushan Atrium, hid his figure, stared at all living beings on the earth, and said silently.
This is his achievement. No one needs to acknowledge it, no one needs to praise it, it is truly here.
After flying for several days, Jiang Ding paused and looked at a square metal mountain peak in the distance.
Rule the mountain and tie the family.
This square metal mountain peak is now stained with rust, and black and smelly liquid flows out from time to time, killing all living things for hundreds of miles and turning it into a dark desert without any life.
Yes, Jiang Ding plans to deal with this first and take more risks for this.
The purpose is to completely eliminate internal hidden dangers before the powerful external threat of monks from the upper world appears, so as to avoid being stabbed in the back at a critical moment and thus defeated.
Jiang Ding stepped into the thousands-li range of Guishan Tiejia.
Here, it has suddenly become a spiritless zone. As soon as you enter, the surrounding space emits an attraction to transfer the aura of high-energy life that breaks into it to the surrounding environment.
"Not bad."
"Is this the kind of treatment Xiyuan, the master of the Great Sun Sword, received back then? No, the Immortal Sect's soulless starry sky is more terrifying than this one. It is an entire soulless universe."
Jiang Ding didn't care and walked slowly towards the mountain peak where Guishan Tie's family was located.
The environment here was created by the unique spirit formation he had set up himself, so naturally there would be no surprises or panic.
Walking within a hundred kilometers of Guishan Tiejia, many details are revealed.
Jiang Ding saw that the square metal peak of Guishan Tiejia was covered with many sticky and greasy tentacles, which looked disgusting and dangerous.
These dark tentacles swayed from time to time, smashing the long-broken palaces and pavilions of the Guishan Tie family, a powerful force in Beiyuan, into pieces and then grinding them into powder. There was no intact palace in sight, they were all ruins whose original appearance could not be seen.
The hundreds of thousands of direct descendants of the Tie family who originally lived in Guishan, including many Nascent Soul monks, have disappeared. Broken bones are everywhere, without a trace of rotten flesh and blood, they have all been sucked out.
"Roar!"
"Spirit! Blood..."
After Jiang Ding, a high-energy creature that exuded an extremely delicious aura, came in, the square metal peaks of the Guishan Tie family boiled.
Maggot-like black tentacles poured in overwhelmingly, covering the sky and darkening the sky, leaving only countless surging tentacles.
These tentacles contain extremely crazy will, chaos, deformity, and devouring. Even if a god-turned-god like the Icefield King is here, his soul will be swallowed up instantly and he will be unable to resist.
The demonic will is as violent as the ocean tide.
"Quiet."
Jiang Ding frowned slightly.
Following his words, countless stars twinkled in the sky, and the sun shone brightly. The entire world was as white as hell, and billions of complex, dense, and hot formations emerged between the sky and the earth, shocking countless monks.
The Great Sun Boundary Formation!
Buzz!
The light that shone throughout the world converged towards the sun, and finally projected a terrifying sun beam that was tens of kilometers wide towards the earth and towards the place where the Guishan Tie family was, penetrating and melting the space, and finally fell on the Guishan Tie family, filled with darkness. On the tentacled peak.
"Ah!"
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
Amidst the shrill screams, the dark tentacles like the sea were burned by the sun's beams and turned into ashes. Countless crazy demonic thoughts disappeared and were wiped out under the destructive will of the sun.
All that was left was a square metal mountain peak.
There are many pitch-black tentacles that are about to grow out. Any one of them can penetrate the shield of Lord Nascent Soul, but they are all useless. They instantly turn to gray under the rays of the sun, exposing a metal mountain covered with pitch-black runes.
(End of chapter)